The Osprey Season
Songs written and sung by midi
The Osprey
The osprey how graceful, magnificent and regal
As he sits upon his nest looking out over the Bay.
His great talons outstretched, his keen golden eyes searching,
He glides over the blue water to search for his fish prey.
And I would too be an osprey just as he.
I would fly over the Bay to catch my own prey.
Alas I have no wings to fly, no talons, no eagle eye.
So I will just stay here on Earth with you dear.
Richie’s Song
From this Great Bay they say you have flown.
I will miss your golden eyes and keen gaze.
For they say you have taken the sunshine
That brightened my summer days.
Do you think of me sometimes, dear Rosie?
Do you even remember me?
Won’t you come back to visit,
For I am so very lonely.
I will watch for you in the Springtime.
I will visit the nest every day.
And when I finally see you fly in,
I will bring you a bright red bouquet.
Would you please return to me, Rosie?
Every day I’ll bring you a treat:
A big branch, eel grass, a red hat,
And a big striped bass to eat.
You’ll lay eggs and they’ll hatch out.
Every day, I’ll bring the chicks fish,
A pillow for their little heads,
And whatever else they might wish.
The chicks will grow, fledge and fly,
They’ll migrate to Southern lands unknown,
Then the nest will be empty once again,
And you and I will be alone.
But you do not need to migrate.
You can stay right here as I do.
I will show you a great place to roost,
And I’ll always be near to you.
From this Great Bay they say you have flown.
Dear Rosie, don’t you hear me calling you?
I am waiting at the Whirley Crane
And will always be true to you.
From this Great Bay they say you have flown,
Dear Rosie, don’t you hear me calling you?
I am waiting at the Whirley Crane
And will always be true to you.
Over the Rainbow
Somewhere over the rainbow, way up high
I see an osprey flying, soaring high in the sky.
Somewhere over the rainbow, by the Bay,
Rosie is flying home to us, flying home today.
She’s flying through the Golden Gate
And at the nest her loyal mate
Will meet her.
We’ll also hurry to the nest
To see our Rosie we love best
So we can greet her.
Somewhere over the rainbow, ospreys fly
They fly over the rainbow,
Why then, oh why can’t I?
If osprey fly beyond the rainbow,
Why oh why can’t I?
Rosie’s Return
An osprey flew to the crane, early one Spring day.
Sat and chirped in the misting rain, all the livelong day.
Rosie, Rosie, my mate, where are you today?
How much longer must I wait? Are you on your way?
Then when it had grown late, so dark he could not see,
And he had not seen his mate, he flew to the RYC.
Rosie, Rosie, my mate, where are you tonight?
I am waiting here for you, until the morning light.
Late the next day from the West, in Rosie flew.
She went straight to the nest to find her Richie true.
Richie, Richie, my mate, I am now here.
But it is growing late, are you somewhere near?
Richie, fishing o’er the Bay, heard her loud and clear,
So he flew straight away to his Rosie dear.
Rosie, here I come, to you I will be true.
We can build ourselves a nest and raise a family too.
We now eagerly await a new osprey year,
Watch for the couple to mate, eggs and chicks appear.
Rosie, Richie too, our own osprey,
We are glad to see you, welcome back, today.
Fishing Song
You get a fish and I’ll get a fish, Rosie.
You get a fish and I’ll get a fish, Richie.
You get a bass and I’ll get a sole,
We don’t need no fishin’ pole,
Rosie, Richie mine.
You get eel grass and I’ll get sticks, Rosie.
I’ll get eel grass and you get sticks, Richie.
We’ll get eel grass and we’ll get sticks
To build a nest for our chicks,
Rosie, Richie mine.
You get a hat and I’ll get a snake, Rosie.
No, no hats, and no snakes, Richie.
But dear mate, the snake is fake.
Cindy says nothing fake,
Richie, mate of mine.
Then I’ll bring something real, Rosie.
I’ll bring something real, Rosie.
How about a harbor seal
Or a big slippery eel,
Rosie, mate of mine?
I’d rather have a great big fish, Richie.
I’d rather have a striped bass, Richie.
Then I’ll bring you a fish,
And whatever else you wish,
If you’ll only be mine.
There is an Egg on the Nest
There is an egg on the nest, on the nest, (bis)
That can’t be right, I was watching all night,
But there’s an egg on the nest.
There are two eggs on the nest, on the nest, (bis)
I just saw Rosie lay her second egg today,
There are two eggs on the nest.
There are three eggs on the nest, on the nest, (bis)
Oh golly gee, there are really three,
There are three eggs on the nest.
Well there be four eggs on the nest, on the nest? (bis)
Will there be any more, will Rosie lay four?
Will there be four eggs on the nest
Oh, wait, now there are only two eggs!
There are two eggs on the nest, on the nest, (bis)
There are two eggs and one chick, someone is playing a trick,
There are two eggs on the nest.
There is one egg on the nest, on the nest, (bis)
There is one egg and two chicks, they’re still playing tricks.
There is on egg on the nest.
There are no eggs on the nest, on the nest, (bis)
There are no eggs but three little bobbleheads,
Just wait for what lies ahead!
Lullaby for Rivet Alone on the Nest
Sleep now, osprey chick, on your nest.
Just lie down and take a rest.
You worked hard today on your flight,
Now it’s time to say good night.
Momma will stay nearby, do not fear.
Poppa is also quite near.
No need to watch, no need to fret.
Just sleep snugly on the nest.
Dream of flying in the sky,
Your strong wings lifting you high.
Dream of diving into the Bay,
To catch your very own fish prey.
Rivet’s sleeping now, let him sleep,
Dreaming of his life to be.
Rivet’s dreaming now, let her dream.
Dream on, Rivet, sleep and dream. (bis)
Summertime
Summertime and the living is easy.
Fish are jumping and the tide is high.
Your Mommy’s here and your Daddy’s gone fishin’
So hush little Brisa, don’t you cry.
One of these mornings, you’re gonna rise up singing,
Then you’ll spread your wings and take to the sky.
But till that day, there’s nothing can harm you
With Daddy and Mommy standing by.
Fledgling to its Mother (Follow the Wind)
When I leave the nest, which way is the best?
How do I know which way I should go?
Can’t I follow you, go where you go too?
No,my fledgling, no, trust the wind and go.
Follow the wind, follow. Follow the wind, follow.
Such a long way, how will I know the day
I have found the place where I should stay?
Will there be a sign, says this beach is mine?
Follow the sun’s ray, it will show the way.
Trust the wind and go, follow the wind, follow.
When I fly back to this nest I love the best,
Can I live with you, stay on this nest too?
I don’t want to leave home, be on my own.
Trust the osprey way, fly up and down the Bay,
Trust the wind and go, follow the wind, follow.
Fly and soon you’ll find an osprey of like mind,
Together build a nest you’ll love the best.
In the Fall one day, again be on your way.
Trust the osprey way, follow the sun’s ray,
Trust the wind and go, follow the wind, follow. (bis)
Rivet’s Song
I have no home to call my own, no place to stay at close of day.
For I have travelled long and far, following my lone star.
I once had a nest I called home, a place where I was loved and known.
Then I fledged and away I flew. Now I am just passing through.
I flew down South all alone, to live down there on my own.
To fish and fly every day, and learn to be an osprey.
Then I flew back to my nest and asked my parents could I rest.
But they said no, that I had flown, and I was now on my own.
In the nest was a new family. There was no longer space for me.
So now I just find my own way, flying up and down the Bay.
One day at a later date, I will seek my own mate,
Build a nest and call it home, a place that is all my own.
But for now I roost at night, wherever I happen to alight.
I fly here and I fly there, at home nowhere and everywhere.
Osprey are Born to Fly
Osprey are born to fly,
To soar in wild blue sky.
They grow, they fledge, they mate,
Lay eggs, raise young, migrate.
And when it’s time to say good-by,
They do not cry,
They do not wonder why.
But you and I,
We were born to laugh and cry.
We worry and we fret,
We doubt, hope and regret.
And when it’s time to say good-by,
We sigh and cry
And forever ask why.
So when the osprey fly,
If you must, then cry.
If you must, wave good-by.
But then let them fly free,
Away from you and me,
Free just to be, free just to be.
Fly high in wild blue sky,
Away from you and me,
Free just to be, free just to be.
Trust the Osprey
How many miles must the osprey fly
To their Southern land?
Yes ‘n how will we know when they have reached
A welcoming winter strand?
Yes’n, how many months must we all wait
Before we see their blue band?
The answer, my friends, is trust the osprey.
The answer is Trust the Osprey.
Songs written and sung by midi
The Osprey
The osprey how graceful, magnificent and regal
As he sits upon his nest looking out over the Bay.
His great talons outstretched, his keen golden eyes searching,
He glides over the blue water to search for his fish prey.
And I would too be an osprey just as he.
I would fly over the Bay to catch my own prey.
Alas I have no wings to fly, no talons, no eagle eye.
So I will just stay here on Earth with you dear.
Richie’s Song
From this Great Bay they say you have flown.
I will miss your golden eyes and keen gaze.
For they say you have taken the sunshine
That brightened my summer days.
Do you think of me sometimes, dear Rosie?
Do you even remember me?
Won’t you come back to visit,
For I am so very lonely.
I will watch for you in the Springtime.
I will visit the nest every day.
And when I finally see you fly in,
I will bring you a bright red bouquet.
Would you please return to me, Rosie?
Every day I’ll bring you a treat:
A big branch, eel grass, a red hat,
And a big striped bass to eat.
You’ll lay eggs and they’ll hatch out.
Every day, I’ll bring the chicks fish,
A pillow for their little heads,
And whatever else they might wish.
The chicks will grow, fledge and fly,
They’ll migrate to Southern lands unknown,
Then the nest will be empty once again,
And you and I will be alone.
But you do not need to migrate.
You can stay right here as I do.
I will show you a great place to roost,
And I’ll always be near to you.
From this Great Bay they say you have flown.
Dear Rosie, don’t you hear me calling you?
I am waiting at the Whirley Crane
And will always be true to you.
From this Great Bay they say you have flown,
Dear Rosie, don’t you hear me calling you?
I am waiting at the Whirley Crane
And will always be true to you.
Over the Rainbow
Somewhere over the rainbow, way up high
I see an osprey flying, soaring high in the sky.
Somewhere over the rainbow, by the Bay,
Rosie is flying home to us, flying home today.
She’s flying through the Golden Gate
And at the nest her loyal mate
Will meet her.
We’ll also hurry to the nest
To see our Rosie we love best
So we can greet her.
Somewhere over the rainbow, ospreys fly
They fly over the rainbow,
Why then, oh why can’t I?
If osprey fly beyond the rainbow,
Why oh why can’t I?
Rosie’s Return
An osprey flew to the crane, early one Spring day.
Sat and chirped in the misting rain, all the livelong day.
Rosie, Rosie, my mate, where are you today?
How much longer must I wait? Are you on your way?
Then when it had grown late, so dark he could not see,
And he had not seen his mate, he flew to the RYC.
Rosie, Rosie, my mate, where are you tonight?
I am waiting here for you, until the morning light.
Late the next day from the West, in Rosie flew.
She went straight to the nest to find her Richie true.
Richie, Richie, my mate, I am now here.
But it is growing late, are you somewhere near?
Richie, fishing o’er the Bay, heard her loud and clear,
So he flew straight away to his Rosie dear.
Rosie, here I come, to you I will be true.
We can build ourselves a nest and raise a family too.
We now eagerly await a new osprey year,
Watch for the couple to mate, eggs and chicks appear.
Rosie, Richie too, our own osprey,
We are glad to see you, welcome back, today.
Fishing Song
You get a fish and I’ll get a fish, Rosie.
You get a fish and I’ll get a fish, Richie.
You get a bass and I’ll get a sole,
We don’t need no fishin’ pole,
Rosie, Richie mine.
You get eel grass and I’ll get sticks, Rosie.
I’ll get eel grass and you get sticks, Richie.
We’ll get eel grass and we’ll get sticks
To build a nest for our chicks,
Rosie, Richie mine.
You get a hat and I’ll get a snake, Rosie.
No, no hats, and no snakes, Richie.
But dear mate, the snake is fake.
Cindy says nothing fake,
Richie, mate of mine.
Then I’ll bring something real, Rosie.
I’ll bring something real, Rosie.
How about a harbor seal
Or a big slippery eel,
Rosie, mate of mine?
I’d rather have a great big fish, Richie.
I’d rather have a striped bass, Richie.
Then I’ll bring you a fish,
And whatever else you wish,
If you’ll only be mine.
There is an Egg on the Nest
There is an egg on the nest, on the nest, (bis)
That can’t be right, I was watching all night,
But there’s an egg on the nest.
There are two eggs on the nest, on the nest, (bis)
I just saw Rosie lay her second egg today,
There are two eggs on the nest.
There are three eggs on the nest, on the nest, (bis)
Oh golly gee, there are really three,
There are three eggs on the nest.
Well there be four eggs on the nest, on the nest? (bis)
Will there be any more, will Rosie lay four?
Will there be four eggs on the nest
Oh, wait, now there are only two eggs!
There are two eggs on the nest, on the nest, (bis)
There are two eggs and one chick, someone is playing a trick,
There are two eggs on the nest.
There is one egg on the nest, on the nest, (bis)
There is one egg and two chicks, they’re still playing tricks.
There is on egg on the nest.
There are no eggs on the nest, on the nest, (bis)
There are no eggs but three little bobbleheads,
Just wait for what lies ahead!
Lullaby for Rivet Alone on the Nest
Sleep now, osprey chick, on your nest.
Just lie down and take a rest.
You worked hard today on your flight,
Now it’s time to say good night.
Momma will stay nearby, do not fear.
Poppa is also quite near.
No need to watch, no need to fret.
Just sleep snugly on the nest.
Dream of flying in the sky,
Your strong wings lifting you high.
Dream of diving into the Bay,
To catch your very own fish prey.
Rivet’s sleeping now, let him sleep,
Dreaming of his life to be.
Rivet’s dreaming now, let her dream.
Dream on, Rivet, sleep and dream. (bis)
Summertime
Summertime and the living is easy.
Fish are jumping and the tide is high.
Your Mommy’s here and your Daddy’s gone fishin’
So hush little Brisa, don’t you cry.
One of these mornings, you’re gonna rise up singing,
Then you’ll spread your wings and take to the sky.
But till that day, there’s nothing can harm you
With Daddy and Mommy standing by.
Fledgling to its Mother (Follow the Wind)
When I leave the nest, which way is the best?
How do I know which way I should go?
Can’t I follow you, go where you go too?
No,my fledgling, no, trust the wind and go.
Follow the wind, follow. Follow the wind, follow.
Such a long way, how will I know the day
I have found the place where I should stay?
Will there be a sign, says this beach is mine?
Follow the sun’s ray, it will show the way.
Trust the wind and go, follow the wind, follow.
When I fly back to this nest I love the best,
Can I live with you, stay on this nest too?
I don’t want to leave home, be on my own.
Trust the osprey way, fly up and down the Bay,
Trust the wind and go, follow the wind, follow.
Fly and soon you’ll find an osprey of like mind,
Together build a nest you’ll love the best.
In the Fall one day, again be on your way.
Trust the osprey way, follow the sun’s ray,
Trust the wind and go, follow the wind, follow. (bis)
Rivet’s Song
I have no home to call my own, no place to stay at close of day.
For I have travelled long and far, following my lone star.
I once had a nest I called home, a place where I was loved and known.
Then I fledged and away I flew. Now I am just passing through.
I flew down South all alone, to live down there on my own.
To fish and fly every day, and learn to be an osprey.
Then I flew back to my nest and asked my parents could I rest.
But they said no, that I had flown, and I was now on my own.
In the nest was a new family. There was no longer space for me.
So now I just find my own way, flying up and down the Bay.
One day at a later date, I will seek my own mate,
Build a nest and call it home, a place that is all my own.
But for now I roost at night, wherever I happen to alight.
I fly here and I fly there, at home nowhere and everywhere.
Osprey are Born to Fly
Osprey are born to fly,
To soar in wild blue sky.
They grow, they fledge, they mate,
Lay eggs, raise young, migrate.
And when it’s time to say good-by,
They do not cry,
They do not wonder why.
But you and I,
We were born to laugh and cry.
We worry and we fret,
We doubt, hope and regret.
And when it’s time to say good-by,
We sigh and cry
And forever ask why.
So when the osprey fly,
If you must, then cry.
If you must, wave good-by.
But then let them fly free,
Away from you and me,
Free just to be, free just to be.
Fly high in wild blue sky,
Away from you and me,
Free just to be, free just to be.
Trust the Osprey
How many miles must the osprey fly
To their Southern land?
Yes ‘n how will we know when they have reached
A welcoming winter strand?
Yes’n, how many months must we all wait
Before we see their blue band?
The answer, my friends, is trust the osprey.
The answer is Trust the Osprey.